Seeing Liang Xiao like this, Gongsun Wuji felt a little better. He just nodded towards him and looked at the high platform again.
Zhuge Yun looked around the audience and said with a smile: "There are hundreds of talented people and beautiful women present. Naturally, this banquet will also include poems, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
Everyone praised them one after another: "Miss Yun and Miss Qin Xue are proficient in playing chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, and we are ashamed of themselves!"
"Everyone is really flattering you." Zhuge Yun smiled modestly, his eyes fell on Liang Xiao in the corner, and he frowned.
Liang Xiao was still peeling oranges for Jiang Fuxue, and his attention was not on the high platform at all.
Zhuge Yun suddenly remembered his brother Zhuge Cheng's report.
Liang Xiao said he was just here to "make soy sauce"?
She didn't know what soy sauce meant, but she probably guessed that he was just embarrassed to refuse Her Highness the Princess's request, so he came to deal with the problem.
He didn't bring any poems, songs, or calligraphy copybooks, so he was completely empty-handed.
Suppressing the displeasure in his heart, Zhuge Yun smiled and said: "Grandpa ordered me and Sister Qinxue to play the flute and piano to entertain us and show our embarrassment."
"Miss Yun's flute and Miss Qinxue's harp are the best in the world!" Everyone cheered up and looked forward to it.
Everyone sat upright and waited quietly.
Liang Xiao quietly looked at Mu Qinxue on the high platform and sighed in his heart.
The first time I saw her, I felt an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
But he didn't tell Mu Qinxue, after all, such words sounded like a low-level flirtation.
The girl in green clothes on the high platform was so graceful and graceful that even he couldn't help but be fascinated by her.
But for some reason, she always gave herself a dangerous feeling when she smiled.
At this moment, Mu Qinxue plucked the strings with her hands, and the sound of the piano spread throughout the audience, melodious and melodious.
Zhuge Yun responded with the sound of the flute.
The two of them looked like resentment and admiration at first, weeping and complaining, and then their styles changed and became a little more cheerful and indifferent.
Everyone was mesmerized by this, and Liang Xiao, the most depressed person in the room, couldn't help but nodded slightly.
The piano and flute played by these two people has a feeling of being washed away, and the realm is profound.
Among the crowd, there was another low-key figure, his face full of pride.
It was Mu Qinxue's brother Mu Lingxiao.
But soon, Mu Lingxiao looked at Liang Xiao in the corner of the front row, and the pride on his face turned to depression.
He was "hijacked" by his sister and came to the Prime Minister's Mansion for the purpose of helping Liang Xiao speak.
But the result was unexpected. It was not his turn to come forward at all. Xing Feng, Zhuo Mingfeng, and Gongsun Wuji took the lead in speaking out for justice.
This made him feel that things were not simple, so he did not rush to come forward.
The empress and princess on the high platform couldn't help but nod and praise when they listened to their piano and flute playing: "Extraordinary talents."
The whole audience listened quietly and enjoyed this rare feast of piano and flute, and no one dared to make a mistake.
At the end, Mu Qinxue finally opened her mouth to sing.
"Who wakes up first from a big dream? I know it all my life. I sleep enough in the spring in the thatched cottage, and the sun gets late outside the window."
As soon as the words fell, the music of the piano and flute also ended.
There were endless cheers and applause at the scene.
"She is worthy of being the most talented woman in our capital. She can compose such a profound poem! Whoever wakes up to this big dream first will be as profound as Miss Qin Xue's music!"
Everyone at the scene whispered to each other, commented one after another, and received rave reviews.
Zhuge Yun just smiled and said: "I also have a song with three to five or seven words, "Autumn Wind Ci". Are you interested in listening to it?"
Everyone said they were all ears.
Mu Qinxue chanted: "The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are gathering and scattering, and the jackdaws are roosting again. When will we know when we miss each other? It's embarrassing at this time and night!"
After a brief period of shock, the scene erupted into thunderous cheers and applause.
"High, really high!"
Nangong Ning suppressed the jealousy in her heart and stood up and said: "I, Nangong Ning, now understand why Miss Yun is qualified to rank first in the capital with Qin Xue, I feel inferior!"
Without waiting for Zhuge Yun to respond, Nangong Ning sighed again: "It's just that Wen Wu is the best, it's really hard to tell the difference between the two, why don't we learn from each other..."
There was another round of cheers at the scene.
Zhuge Yun said: "There is no need to compete. The poems that Sister Qinxue and I recited were not written by us."
"Huh?" Nangong Ning pretended to be disappointed and sneered, "I thought it was the two of you who were gifted by nature, but it turned out that it was also written by someone else... I just don't know whose poem you are reading?"
"It belongs to Liang Xiao."
Zhuge Yun's plain response was like thunder on the ground, deafening and enlightening!
Liang Xiao?
Everyone's eyes were focused on Liang Xiao, who was peeling oranges for Jiang Fuxue.
Even Xing Feng and Zhuo Mingfeng looked shocked.
Is this guy really just a businessman?
"Why is the topic about me again?" Liang Xiao felt depressed.
Mu Qinxue sighed: "These two poems were written by Mr. Liang for a friend. The friend knew that Mr. Liang always kept a low profile, so he gave the poems to us and entrusted us to evaluate them. But in fact, the gentleman did not think about it.
However, Xiaoyun and I actually feel inferior to each other."
Duanmu Cloud City was like being struck by lightning, and it took a long time to recover.
This means...
"It seems that "Autumn Poems" was indeed written by Liang Xiao!" Gongsun Wuji praised.
But in his heart, Gongsun Wuji was a little nervous.
This boy is really good at both civil and military skills.
Moreover, his business has also improved?
At this moment, he completely understood Zhuo Mingfeng's intentions.
Nangong Ning's pupils shrank sharply, and after he came to his senses, he said angrily: "It can't be him! How could someone like him do something that even Yun Qing can't do..."
"Xiaoyun and I dare not take such a good poem as our own. It was indeed written by Liang Xiao." Mu Qinxue sighed.
Duanmu Yuncheng's face turned blue and white, and he didn't dare to say a word.
Mu Qinxue's words were obviously insinuations, saying that he took the first two sentences of "Autumn Ci" as his own.
Now he just hopes that the public will quickly forget this poem.
"Master Liang, why didn't you say a word?" Zhuge Yun asked curiously.
Liang Xiao, who was originally silent, finally spoke.
"That's a poem I gave to a friend. I just hope he'll be happy after reading it. You all praised it so much."
Everyone was stunned.
There is such a good poem, why didn't he quickly brag about it and actually reject it so lightly?
Duan Yunxiu, who was on the high-rise building, saw this and was filled with emotion and guilt.
Did he write it for me?
Just want me to be happy?
But for the sake of making him famous, he insisted on pushing him to the front of others.
Duanmu Yunqing couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore, so he stood up and said, "Since Mr. Liang doesn't care, we won't mention it anymore."
Zhuge Yun glanced at Liang Xiao, sighed, and could only nod.
But Liang Xiao has become the focus of the audience. Duanmu Yuncheng, who has a dispute with Liang Xiao about "Autumn Ci", naturally contrasts with him and makes judgments.
Duanmu Yunqing saw Liang Xiao's indifferent expression, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said with a smile: "The child just criticized everyone for only enjoying themselves, which was biased. In order to prove that we are also concerned about the country and the people, why not let's talk about national affairs.
"
Everyone around them nodded in agreement.
Duanmu Yunqing's eyes fell on Liang Xiao and he said word by word: "For example, seventeen years ago, Marquis Lanling led an army to fight, but the entire army was wiped out, forcing me to move the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which caused endless disasters!"
Liang Xiao finally lowered his face, stared at Duanmu Yunqing, and said, "Speak!"